The Ten Month Beat

An account of the ten months at the graduate school of journalism for the class of 2006.


So hungry I could have eaten a monkey....

Man, I was looking forward to eating six bucks worth of chicken and rice on that cruise! I had a fiver and a single all lined up in my wallet, at least $14 dollars worth of liquor in my empty belly, and every intention of chowing down.

But alas it was not to be! The much promised food (at least three mass emails' worth, not to mention a Gawker spot) failed to materialize.

I had to come home and eat my monkey, but only after he had dispatched the cat.

That's life in the Chong Alma!


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