I would love to do advanced degrees for some time in the future. One for writing/English, one for psychology, and one for my secret (and forbidden!) love; philosophy. Because no one ever got rich as a philosopher, right? But shit, I was born to drop ontological bombs on your eschatological paradigms. An' shit. Actually, my true secret (and forbidden!!) desire is to become a philosopher/rapper. But don't tell anyone.
Over dinner this Thanksgiving: "I dropped a phat record all about solipsism. It's got crazy hits on it; but you've never heard it because I only made one copy."
Yes, I actually said [words to that effect].