This is sad

I had classical music playing like it was head banger music as I played spider solitare.

And so... when I grow up, my child will be name Eliotte/Madeline [insert many middle names] 1337 [insert Birtish last name]. Yes, I'll seriously change our last name to that.

He/She will be homeschooled history, math, reading, writing, science, foreign languages, philosophy, physics, psycology, law, economics, and anything I failed to think of, along with horseriding on Monday, piano on Tuesday, Archery on Wednesday, dead languages on Thursday, fencing on Friday, art on Saturday, and free study on Sunday.

At the age of 13, (s)he will be shown the horrors of the 'outside.' At 18 (s)he will be allowed to live outside. Before that, (s)he will remain at our manor(or the biggest house I can afford).

And if my child turns out ugly, I'm gonna fix it. Retarded... I'll have another one.

Well... at least I'm not planning on naming my child Hitler, *cough.*