Hmm. Part of me wants, some day, to have a kid or two. Probably so I could give them things I didn't have- I didn't get a car at 16, didn't get most of the nice luxuries my friends did, and lived most of my childhood with my dad in whichever apartment he was in at the time, spending most of my time by myself since he had to work two jobs to pay the bills. That part of me wants said future children to grow up less cynical, more friendly and warm. But then, my cynical, arrogant, and somewhat jealous nature looks to all the kids I knew in high school who didn't have a care in the world- dad earning plenty of income, mother free to stay home and care for the children, if she so desired, all their wants and needs desired- and declare them, on a 95% rate to be unfit people.

So I dunno, I guess is what I'm saying. Either way, its for a later time in life.