No I'm not going to thank an old friend for this book like the uppermost popular and original rant note book author < a href="http://www.chickzrock.com">allison did.
The Wut-Not Files got it's name from a book I read in first grade called 'The What Not Shelf'.
It was about a shelf and the animals who lived in it went on a long and dull story.
This is only like the rant book because I do not write in it every day...
Change of plans. Now it's more unorganized, no WUT or NOT!

.:. 1/16/01 .:. Word of the Day: Joy
I've been neglecting this.. again.. Not like anyone reads it or anything. Anyways, Joy today! First off, there's a poster upstairs (at school) that tells you to run head first into it. ^.^ Very nice. Also, I didn't recive any hate mail (what a change) today and it's early dissmissle! I also got graal and black and white to start working again! Joy!

.:. 1/2/01 .:. Word of the Day: Hangover
Never, and I mean never, mix your drinks. And now that I have gotten that little piece of advise out of the way I can talk about what the hell I want. *sigh* The holidays are coming to a quick halt, and I still havn't done my art project. My demon art teacher will love me for that. But I am enjoying the remainder of my holidays, sipping soda while glancing over websites from google search engine, listening to the radio or winamp play, and not thinking about the week of school coming up.
Another funny thing about the mall. On the third floor, near the end, there is a shop called Build-A-Bear. Do email me if your mall has one. The shop always amuses me. On the right, lining the wall, are little stuffed bears. Normal so far. Now, under the bears are little boxes. Very curious, I peered in. Inside where the skins of the bears. Hm.. Strange.. The little kids where picking them out like nothing was wrong. Then they got in a long line to have the back of the bears, which have holes in them, shoved up to tubes. Stranger... Then stuffing comes flying throw the tubes and the skins begin to fill. And no one seems upset by this...? Then the lady at the desk shoves a heart through it's back, same whole, and stiches back up. Then they run around dressing thier bear, in front of everyone, how strange, with little dresses and suits. Let's add up costs hmm? The cheapest bear skin was $12, with stuffing (w/s), the most expensive was $38 w/s. So.. Say they average $23, w/s. Now with clothes, $14 apiece. And three sets of clothes.. (14x3)+23 so far.. and now add shoes, two pairs.. $9 a piece. (14x)+23+(9x2) that equals.. $83 for a damn bear... They must be rich..

.:. 12/28/01 .:. Word of the Day: Cartoons
Nothing really new, but after I wrote the 12/27 entry, I went ice skating at the Galleria (Mall). There is a hudge christmas tree in the center of the ice. Funny because Christmas was two days ago..
It's saterday, which means, cartoons. And my dog loves to sit in front of the tv and look at us...
100% Mutt

.:. 12/27/01 .:. Word of the Day: Spiffy
I guess I should write about the holidays hua? Yes I am the little typewritter of things hmm? First, on saterday I went with a group of some friends to see Lord of the Rings. It was.. interesting. Sunday consisted of buying last minute gifts. That was also the day I learned it's spelled minute, not mineute. Joy. Later that night, around 6pmish, a friend came over and we got into *gasp* dresses. By force of course. (That rymes.. how dorkish) Anyways we went to a dance and dinner. Funny how they call it dinner. When we sat down we got a tomato stuffed with lettuce. Mmmm... Yummy... About an hour later, they like to see us starve to death I suppose, we got a plate with several, and I mean that in 'a few' way, pieces of chicken and tiny wedges of potatos, accompined by asparagus and carrots. Even more yummy. The dance had music of all sorts, alternitive, punk, pop, and even the Birdy Song followed by the Macaraina and then the, and I do not lie, the Hokey-Pokey. Nothing really happened on Monday, but I did relise the egg wouldn't work because I saved it as a .jpg, and the critter as a .gif (it's animated). So that was craptastic.. Monday, Christmas, I got a Pox, some cds and dvds, money, giftcards, a phone for my room, sneakers, Mudd(r) hand purse, un preppy style of blue and black, and a camara to make my Usa Colage with. This is a pretty long entry so far, I better sum it up... Oh and the chicky china thing says 'brain' not 'train'. Remember that.

.:. 12/20/01 .:. Word of the Day: Detention
I would have gotten away with it if it wasn't for that damn Math teacher..
All I had to do was shower the billions of pieces of paper from the stairwell. Easy enough right? Wrong. My math teacher has a classroom right across the hall from the top of the stairs. I had one page left to shower. Everyone was sorta yelling and trying to get the paper. I guess they didn't know what it was or something.. Anyways, she came to see what was happening and wrote me a Detention slip for littering, which I just finished serving. There is no easy enough crime kiddies..
In a lighter note, that stunt has helped chickzrock.com and CC. I heard a few kids talking about the site in the hall. Now all hell shall break loose when the site gets shut down again... It also got us a little link on the Street Club page, which should help those pathetic numbers.

.:. 12/15/01 .:. Word of the Day: Twink
Damn you Felorin.
-.- Furcadia keeps crashing. Goes up for a min, goes down for five, repeat process till all furcadian furres are utterly pissed and after Felorin's, the owner of Furc, blood. I'm really just getting more and more pissed and I needed to write it down somewhere. Sorry if I bore you. On Another Note, I got a few emails about the first entry. I wasn't kidding in any of it. Yes, there is a reindeer over our chimeny stack dealy on the roof. And Yes, we have about 20 stockings for the five of us under our mantle.

.:. 12/14/01 .:. Word of the Day: Anglosaxon
Oww..
As I type this, my fingers are losing blood at such a rapid speed I expect one to fall off soon. Or not. Why? Well I was playing inside (bad Minkle, shame on you) with my dog. We have this game were you run around the house with two plastic bags. You whip them behind him and he goes running, tail wagging (this isn’t animal cruelty). So we ran around the kitchen table, tv, sofas, ect. Then he started to nip at the bags. That was fine till he sort of missed. If you didn’t know, my dog is 100% mutt. That means he’s ugly, but fast and has a mean bite. So now I got a piercing in my finger. Well it’s really just a little spot where blood seeps out. Joy.

.:. 12/9/01 .:. Word of the Day: Dealy

I got over my sickness, joy.
Christmas is near.. And that means my brother goes into the closet, pulls out boxes apon boxes of light dealies, and covers our front yard's sidewalk sides and bushes, and he also puts the deer dealies on the roof. This year one went over the chiminy dealy. And Christmas also means I have to hang the stockings over the fireplace. So I went through the same box dealy and got out this huge pile. My family gets new stockings every once and a while, and keeps the old ones. So I put up the best ones. But for some odd strange freaky reason, I had to put them all up. There are only so many nails under the ledge of the mantle. There are so many more stockings than there are nails. So I stood trying to shove push pins into the old thick wood for a few hours. Joy. It also means glancing through stuff for sale at Factory 2-U (Mega Cheap Store in Houston) so I can buy my friends some lava lamps. Well they really have glitter in them.. not lava...I'm so cheap..