Dedications...


Ok, this is a page to thank everyone who has supported me:

Kirsty - for writing to me, for being an inspiration, for sending the tape [s], and for scaring ten shits out of me....

To Chris - for being a friend, and probably my favourite ex. : )

Nikk Effingham - for helping me get this page up and running, for giving me help, and for the communist hamster movement.

Samantha - for being a good sister, and telling me my exams will go ok. And more importantly, for being right when she said it.

To Steve for introducing me to the insane world of role playing at the insane age of 11.
Dean - for the monkeys and ferrets. And the Satanic Bisexual Penguin Fetishist, among others. Ask him at his HellFerret site if you need to know more...
And for proof that you can defuse a nuclear bomb by reaching in and pulling out the Uranium with your near bare hands. And for survivng crashing into a planet by hiding in said bomb casing.
And for the Six armadillos.


To Callum: For introducing me to the Utopia game, and for the Alien Space Station. [And for being a lying bastard like most men]


To my english teachers over the years, and the current lot - Mrs Batty, for getting pregnant and missing the rest of our year.
Mrs Kalivides - for taking over from mrs Batty, through my 1st and 2nd year, and for beating the fear of lit crit into us at A-level. For sexual imagery.
To Mr Solly, for being that year id rather not remember.
Mrs Hardcastle - for getting me through the GCSEs
To Mrs Hannan - for telling us more about life and people with make shift spears then you taught about the course.
To Mrs Wiltshere - for proving that someone out there *does* think Chaucer and Shakespeare are funny.
To the new teachers: Mr Callanan, new head, and Mrs Davies: We miss the old teachers, and we like them better than you...
But good luck when we leave anyway... you deserve better than this school. Mr Callanan for one, ought to have joined the Royal Shakespeare group...

For the business studies department:
Mr Geary - For proving that incompetence is not an obstacle to success.
For Miss Mittel - for giving us a hope in hell. Almost literally. And for having once been a Goth!

And for the new york trip.

For the History department:
To Mr Parker - for indoctrinating us to Catholicism and hating Henry VIII. [and loving Mary I]
To Mr Yates - for being a figure of laissez faire...


To friends at school, and people who aren't friends [including miscellaneous teachers], but deserve a mention anyway:

Rebecca, Annette, Katie, Debbie, Sonya, Lucy, and probably someone I forgot to mention: For being people who like metal, and therefore people I can happily talk to.

To Saroshi: For thinking that her four A stars, and 6 A grades at GCSE were bad...

To Robin Richards: For what you did to Erachli. After pissing us off for all that time, he deserved it.
And for being the subject of the Satanic Bisexual Penguin Fetishist letter that I threw away. Be thankful.

To Mrs Jones: For helping me with that UCAS form.

To UCAS: For creating the uni form from hell, you bastards.

To James and Chris: You're both pricks, but those Predator impressions were just too damn funny.
To James again- For liking Offspring, despite being a trendy, and for the joke about eyeliner. It was stupid, yet humerous.

To Emily: For saying 'There's something evil in you'. For being right, but not holding it against me.

To Richard Matthews: It's in chinese, so it might in fact not be 'courage to win'. And because I can't spell your surname.

To Richard Matthews, Chris, and James: I never thought I'd see you lot in skirts!!! Richard and James in bras...Finally the world has gone bizaare.
I mean, when straight non-drag queens like going about in skirts, you know the world is wierder than the inside of your head.

To Wally/Wale: For being one of the most cynical people I know.

To Alison: For the lift home. (Yes, I am scraping the dedications barrel...)

To Michael: For the South Park [Kyle's Mum Is a Bitch] hotline... Now sadly departed (the hot line that is, not Michael.) For being the epitomy of Townies. For the mobile phone with the manic tune.

To Everyone in Upper Sixth 'S'- We made the school what it is. At least those bits which are due to be demolished anyway...

To everyone in the Upper Sixth - After all these years, we're finally leaving Bishop's! I can't believe it! I'll miss you all, even the ones who were sometimes annoying. With the exception of Dave Price, whom I hope I never meet again in any manner whatsoever.

To Pink - There's got to be something wierd about a Punk band supporting 5ive on a tour. It pleases me to see the world is more warped than I.

To people at the club:

To Stephen Canfield: For running away with £1000 in club money.

To Thuggy, Trevor, and the rest of the current administration. Somehow you've kept it going.

To Ross: For the Psychic Mice.

To John: For the scary inflatable sheep. No more shall be said.

To Richard [Fuller]: For the occult stories of your life. For loyally playing pretty much anything I run.

To Stacy, Daz, Simon, and the other Mage players. Courtney Cox is NOT your ward, you can't carry Kitanas,
Psychic Vampire is not a disadvantage that I am allowing anymore, Hollow Ones DO use Foci, and you ARE ALL MORONS.
To Stacy in particular: You don't get Red Talon Wendigo Crossbreed Elder Vampires, who just happen to work with Nexus Crawlers.
That kind of thing DOES NOT HAPPEN.
And I don't see how you can buy laser cannons on the black market. This is World of Darkness, not fraggin' Star Wars.

To Jo: The only other Goth apart from Dean, who doesn't usually wear eye liner.

To Paul Scott: For being more annoying than the people at school. With some exceptions.

To Neil: NO, you can't buy Napalm.

People at uni:

To the IT help department - I love you!!! You fixed my wayward email!

Mel/Kim (people seem divided on your name): Thank you for outing me to Windosr hall, you fucking bitch. : )

To Gaz: For thinking I'm a closet straight.

To Anna: I never realised combats could look good dyed purple.

To the other Anna: For agreeing with me that Adam Rickitt is gorgeous. I was worried I was the only one with poor taste...

To Liane, Laura, and the person who's name I have forgotten: Let us scream at the stupid women in Halloween some more...

To Esther: What were you on when you and Liane did that comic?

To Faith: You are definately Tripping.

To Welsh Ruth: For being mad, for being you, and for being my spy. And for having better gay-day then me.

To my future housemates - Ruth, Anna, Laura, and Dan - remember: no nuclear waste, no alchohol abstinence, and no deadly insects. And the cellar is already reserved for Anna's Vodka distillery.
Remember the other houserule: We aren't allowed to think or talk dirty, but Anna is 'allowed to do it all'.

To Ruth: For being sane, for being happy, and for being so cuddly. : )

To Dan: For having a directional sense as shite as mine, for the suggestion camping out when we got lost, and for the dodgy picture. I promise that relatively few people will see it. (Have you seen the Anna one yet? MWUHAHAHAAA!!!)
And for artificially creating your own reputation as a slut.

To La: For buying me so many drinks, and for proving that people out there have worse taste in men then me. : )

To Anna: VODKKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

To Phil: When people two floors above can hear your drum n bass, is this not a sign you should turn down the volume?

To Mike: Please dont get so vocal at Philosophy seminars.


To everyone who has visited my site, or has written a letter to me through the page: It's your support that gives me a reason to continually write at this site...


To despair: Few people can find true love, but anyone can find you.

And to everyone who knows me, but didn't get a mention. God knows how you put up with me this long.

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