SO. Us Larkinators have been inspired (by our own previous postings and large amounts of boredom) to write again. We're back. We're bigger (in a good way), better, and ready to.....rumble! Ok. Enough introduction. Stephanie's turn.
For the record, the only one getting bigger is fatso over here. not my skinny self. just to clarify. And my name is Steph-ahn-ee. Ellen just told me I made her feel insecure. I told her to shut it. (after i typed that...):) I introduced the Larkins to my childhood passion of RUNESCAPE! Coolest online game ever!!! And tomorrow morning we're making MUFFINS! (enter faith: "do you know... the muffin man???") UUMMM what else can I possibly tell you?? I could quote a bunch of random philosophers (overrated), share a pretty picture I probably snagged off of google images and call it mine (cheap), or honestly tell you how my day has gone. you'll here about it as soon as larkinator #1 is done.
*switching from table to bouncy ball*
Alrighty. Tonight has been a bust. After watching America's Got Talent, (which, by the way, I ended up 4 for 4 in predictions) we did....nothing. Then an asian lady called us. That was quite the event....to be narrated here:
The Case of the Awkward Phone Lady
Once upon a time, we were in the laundry room. Stephanie's phone rang, and *gasp!* it was an unknown caller. *Um, Sketchy? I think so.* Confused, she asked "WHO ARE YOU? WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" Then, she promptly hung up when they (yes, they.) started speaking ASIAN! The call was terminated.
In a rush of brilliance and sheer intelligence we started to investigate this gutsy asian via the magical box we are now typing on (aka a computer for all you doorknobs who don't know what device you're on.) We traced their number to the side of a road entitled Mississippi North Blvd. in MN. SUPER SKETCH. then the sketchy asian called me AGAIN (this is christine in case you're dumb and didn't switch over). the nerve of some people. I began by saying hheelloooo?? which was returned with a "ladjskfljd" (asian jibberish). I then repeated "ladjskfljd" (or as close as my asian imitation could come). they then said "huh?" and I blabbered on in jibberish asian for a couple minutes before they hung up on me. Isn't it great to be me?
The End. (by the way, why do you need someone to tell you it's the end? Can't you figure that out for yourself? Are you all dumb?! Obviously.)
Back to my day (still Steph-ahn-ee). I had to walk my dog. at 8:00. and she DIDN'T POOP! The nerve of some dogs. Then I watched Dr. Quinn till my brain turned to mush and decided to come to ellen's house tonight. Then I went to volleyball. the guy thinks he's a flippin drill sergeant. funny joke. You can only stand so much "pass and hoooollldd. watch my demo! you need to take 'following instructions 101'..." Too many quacks in this world I tell ya! k Ellen's bored so I'll let her finish off this boring blog. and it's not my fault it's boring. I'M BORING. LIFE IS BORING. plus you're the dumb one who decided to read this hodgepodge. kbai.
Well...that's pretty much it. Thanks for tuning in.
Disclaimer: This merry band of Larkinators does not actually promote racism. In fact, we discourage it. The end. So if you're Asian *ahem* Kristy (Yeah. You. You know who you are.), that's fantastic. Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed. And that unknown lady who lives on the Mississippi River, now you understand. This is our reality. Thanks for callin' in.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Be a part of something better. or not. you choose.
To copy the wonderful, not so elequent words of Colette Almars, "Spring is among us."
Actually her exact words were "with thanksgiving among us" but I thought that was inappropriate considering the current season. Here's my paragraph..
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I am the evil twin of the Larkinator! My name is Steph-ahn-ee! Be a part of something better. or bitter. it's life. personally I don't care.
hahaha Ellen just opened a song card and it made me jump. really high.
Claire's watching Ratatouille with her dad... our dad... kinda.. and she's not watching it. He is. Pretty soon we'll go watch Tuck Everlasting, but before we do we thought we'd update you all... oh no! the original larkin is stealing the computer!!!
Well hello there. To start off, I'd like to apologize to all of you out there. We know that this blog is the highlight of your pathetic little lives and we haven't posted in....a very long time.
...Actually, now that i think about it, I'm NOT sorry! You should be out living your own lives, not creeping into ours! Get off the couch! Wake up and die right! Geez.
Ok. Well now i'd like to inform you about my sister....kinda. (Steph-ahn-ee) Firstly, she's a dork. (I know!) She reads books like a maniac (not neccessarily bad) and applied at a library for a job in the summer. She's definentally a funny one.
Secondly, she plays with dog toys. Weird, i know. So today we were in the car and she was um, coo-ing to this fox squeaky thing. She needs help. But I love her anyway.
Oh, and she loves random musicals. Like Les Miserables and The Scarlet Pimpernel. Odd, but pretty sweet.
Ok.....so my blender won't work. It's depressing, because now we can't make smoothies! Just another reason why Mondays are extra dismal: no smoothies. That is unfortunate.
Ok...well, i'm pretty much done. Oh, one more thing. you know what i hate? (besides you pathetic people who are hacking into our awesome and epic lives) I hate Widow's Peaks. You know? The kinda hairline where it's kinda...peak-y? why do they call it that anyway. Whoever came up with that name is a fool. 'Nuff said.
Alrighty. the computer is being stolen by sista.
. It's late. And we have no smoothies. sad day. well we should go departeth for fudgeicles. yup. you heard me. fudgeicles. Yummy. blogs blogs blogs. such oddities in life. It's like laying out your random thoughts but trying to make them look more elegant than they really are. We're all the same people. EVERYONE POOPS. or pees 15 times a day if you're Colette. jk. I love you Colette. nuff said in that area.
And now we bid you adieu. Adieu, Adieu, to yuh and yuh and yuh! GOOODBBBYYYYYYEYEEE.
p.s. I'm sitting next to Gretyl. I feel special. Can I be Louisa? the end.
Actually her exact words were "with thanksgiving among us" but I thought that was inappropriate considering the current season. Here's my paragraph..
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I am the evil twin of the Larkinator! My name is Steph-ahn-ee! Be a part of something better. or bitter. it's life. personally I don't care.
hahaha Ellen just opened a song card and it made me jump. really high.
Claire's watching Ratatouille with her dad... our dad... kinda.. and she's not watching it. He is. Pretty soon we'll go watch Tuck Everlasting, but before we do we thought we'd update you all... oh no! the original larkin is stealing the computer!!!
Well hello there. To start off, I'd like to apologize to all of you out there. We know that this blog is the highlight of your pathetic little lives and we haven't posted in....a very long time.
...Actually, now that i think about it, I'm NOT sorry! You should be out living your own lives, not creeping into ours! Get off the couch! Wake up and die right! Geez.
Ok. Well now i'd like to inform you about my sister....kinda. (Steph-ahn-ee) Firstly, she's a dork. (I know!) She reads books like a maniac (not neccessarily bad) and applied at a library for a job in the summer. She's definentally a funny one.
Secondly, she plays with dog toys. Weird, i know. So today we were in the car and she was um, coo-ing to this fox squeaky thing. She needs help. But I love her anyway.
Oh, and she loves random musicals. Like Les Miserables and The Scarlet Pimpernel. Odd, but pretty sweet.
Ok.....so my blender won't work. It's depressing, because now we can't make smoothies! Just another reason why Mondays are extra dismal: no smoothies. That is unfortunate.
Ok...well, i'm pretty much done. Oh, one more thing. you know what i hate? (besides you pathetic people who are hacking into our awesome and epic lives) I hate Widow's Peaks. You know? The kinda hairline where it's kinda...peak-y? why do they call it that anyway. Whoever came up with that name is a fool. 'Nuff said.
Alrighty. the computer is being stolen by sista.
And now we bid you adieu. Adieu, Adieu, to yuh and yuh and yuh! GOOODBBBYYYYYYEYEEE.
p.s. I'm sitting next to Gretyl. I feel special. Can I be Louisa? the end.
Friday, February 19, 2010
Friday Night Rambalings...
Hello again! This is Ellen, who just now decided to write another post. The problem is, I don't have anything to say. Unfortunate, no?
...
...Well, I give up. Sleep is calling my name. G'night!
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...Well, I give up. Sleep is calling my name. G'night!
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Ode to Michelle (a poem)
O Michelle is a cutie, you cannot deny.
She's so skinny it makes me wonder why I ate that pie!
I love her soo much it makes me want to sing,
to sing with her most anything!
She believes my brother is a fool,
but most definentally cannot beat him in pool.
She gives great hugs and talks alot-
she could talk her way to Camelot!
Michelle is on facebook 24/7
typing dramatically instead of getting a job at a 7/11.
She edits things, no doubt she's editing this poem now!
But that's alright, because I know even bad grammar from me can't make her frown!
(Which TOTALLY rhymed!)
Yes, Michelle is pretty much a great girl,
She will give (almost) anything a whirl.
She happens to be lactose-intolerant
which makes our smooties void of yogurt-ant!
I've known Michelle to have similar sized ears,
unlike sister Christine who's ears are dysfunctional-oh dear!
Michelle's room was always a jungle at home.
Now at home-school college her dorm must look like...um, Rome??
She goes to "home-school" college, yes, it's true.
I wonder if any guys has asked her, "may I have a date with you?"
Well now that i'm all out of rhymes,
I guess now's the time to wrap it up this time.
Michelle, I love you,
this is true, but rest assured, I will not ask for a date with you.
However, you should come to our house very very soon,
in order to make smoothies and...not watch New Moon!
So there's my Ode to Michelle. I hope you enjoyed it.
Until the next time I am bored and with time,
ellen
She's so skinny it makes me wonder why I ate that pie!
I love her soo much it makes me want to sing,
to sing with her most anything!
She believes my brother is a fool,
but most definentally cannot beat him in pool.
She gives great hugs and talks alot-
she could talk her way to Camelot!
Michelle is on facebook 24/7
typing dramatically instead of getting a job at a 7/11.
She edits things, no doubt she's editing this poem now!
But that's alright, because I know even bad grammar from me can't make her frown!
(Which TOTALLY rhymed!)
Yes, Michelle is pretty much a great girl,
She will give (almost) anything a whirl.
She happens to be lactose-intolerant
which makes our smooties void of yogurt-ant!
I've known Michelle to have similar sized ears,
unlike sister Christine who's ears are dysfunctional-oh dear!
Michelle's room was always a jungle at home.
Now at home-school college her dorm must look like...um, Rome??
She goes to "home-school" college, yes, it's true.
I wonder if any guys has asked her, "may I have a date with you?"
Well now that i'm all out of rhymes,
I guess now's the time to wrap it up this time.
Michelle, I love you,
this is true, but rest assured, I will not ask for a date with you.
However, you should come to our house very very soon,
in order to make smoothies and...not watch New Moon!
So there's my Ode to Michelle. I hope you enjoyed it.
Until the next time I am bored and with time,
ellen
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Frusteration+Boredom=More short blog posts
Dear our-faithful-followers,
At the moment I (Ellen) am very frustrated because Laura and Colette and Dana and Kami's blog was an epic disappointment. They only had one sentence. Well, more later, because I'm a terrible multi-tasker and apparently can't listen to The Riddle from the Scarlet Pimpernel and type at the same time.
Until I can find time to write in this,
ellen
At the moment I (Ellen) am very frustrated because Laura and Colette and Dana and Kami's blog was an epic disappointment. They only had one sentence. Well, more later, because I'm a terrible multi-tasker and apparently can't listen to The Riddle from the Scarlet Pimpernel and type at the same time.
Until I can find time to write in this,
ellen
The Diary of the Larkinators...a Reading Nerd, a Procrastinator and a "Ninja"
Hey y'all! This is our blog. The blog of the LARKINATORS!! (epic music and the crowd goes wild!!) Well we're writing from a place....that we'd tell you about....but then we'd have to kill you.
...BAHAHAHAHAHA Claire just tried to fly across the room via the magical ninja kick and totally epic fail wiped out on the wood floor. Amazing. She's still alive. so it's all good... by the way in case you haven't noticed every other person is me. Christine. the other lame paragraphs are ellen's. nuff said.
Well now that it's my turn to write (the ORIGINAL Larkinator), I'd like to put some things in order:
(1) My paragraphs are obviously the best part of this blog...and this blog is obviously the highlight of all your pathetic little lives. Yep. So true!
(2) Christine sucks at typing well. She never uses the right gramatic rules...like Capitalization!
(3) Christine's REAL name is Stephanie. (Oops. I've said too much...now I have to kill you!!)
(4) This next paragraph is Claire's. (You remeber her?? The epic-ly failing ninja-wanna-be...but also the cutest little sister/ham-drama queen ever!)
Whoever you are, i guess ellen and christine did most of the typing. But I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm getting bored so we're leaving. Adios.
ps The real purpose of this blog (besides to chronicle our epic adventures...duh) is (a) to waste time instead of Ellen reading her "The Odyssey" assignment and (b) to allow you to creep on our Epic (Christine-always the pessimest :)-said "pathetic.") lives and (c) to be able to stalk Laura and Colette and Kami's wonderful "Diary of a College Kid with No Life" kinda blog. So yeah. Now you know. Peace...and may the Force be with you.
...BAHAHAHAHAHA Claire just tried to fly across the room via the magical ninja kick and totally epic fail wiped out on the wood floor. Amazing. She's still alive. so it's all good... by the way in case you haven't noticed every other person is me. Christine. the other lame paragraphs are ellen's. nuff said.
Well now that it's my turn to write (the ORIGINAL Larkinator), I'd like to put some things in order:
(1) My paragraphs are obviously the best part of this blog...and this blog is obviously the highlight of all your pathetic little lives. Yep. So true!
(2) Christine sucks at typing well. She never uses the right gramatic rules...like Capitalization!
(3) Christine's REAL name is Stephanie. (Oops. I've said too much...now I have to kill you!!)
(4) This next paragraph is Claire's. (You remeber her?? The epic-ly failing ninja-wanna-be...but also the cutest little sister/ham-drama queen ever!)
Whoever you are, i guess ellen and christine did most of the typing. But I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm getting bored so we're leaving. Adios.
ps The real purpose of this blog (besides to chronicle our epic adventures...duh) is (a) to waste time instead of Ellen reading her "The Odyssey" assignment and (b) to allow you to creep on our Epic (Christine-always the pessimest :)-said "pathetic.") lives and (c) to be able to stalk Laura and Colette and Kami's wonderful "Diary of a College Kid with No Life" kinda blog. So yeah. Now you know. Peace...and may the Force be with you.
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