let's make some music, make some money, have some models for wives

I was conversing with my roommate Jon last night about what I wanted/am going to be when I grow up. Grown up thoughts have been plaguing me these days. I think because my taxes are due and I actually have a real job. And I have been paying bills on time.

Regardless.

Jon and I were discussing grown up thoughts about futures. I told him that I want to be a fierce single mom with a outcast son with some odd name who will probably end up resenting me for my inevitable lack of cool. I want to "dedicate myself to my work" and when I tell people that I do, in fact, do that, I want to mean it. Whatever that work is. I am going to dedicate myself to it. And my outcast son. Jon added in a partner to the mix that enjoys the same past times/passions as me but is involved purely on a marriage of convenience. I think that has some strong pros.