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QPMoA&A-I: The End…?
11/07/11 • 6 Comments

Below is my final post for the challenge. It’s been written over the past fortnight, and pieced together from different thoughts over the previous 6 weeks. However – today is officially my end date for the three month challenge, so before I get into the heavy philosophical musings, may I just say – WAAAHOOOOOO!!!!!!! Thanks for all who paid attention along the way, and best of luck with your own challenges! This has definitely been one of the most rewarding personal challenges I’ve ever taken on – so, if you’re in the midst of your own HSM, all I can say is – keep at it!! -Den. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So here I am. It’s Sunday evening (late), and tomorrow, I complete my three-month stint as a non-drinking individual of the human race. How do I feel? Pretty good. It’s been a very interesting experiment, and definitely one I’ll take a lot [...]

Letter to a Friend (Pseudo Update)
01/07/11 • 0 Comments

All apologies for not updating this recently – I plan to write an entry this weekend. In the meantime, I received an email from a friend today on how the HSM challenge was going, and this is my reply. So, in case if any of you are wondering why I haven\’t updated in a while, the answer is below. Enjoy! -Den. Hola J—–! Nice to hear from you Thanks for the kind words! Must apologise that I haven\’t updated that for a while – things have been crazy busy with work and extra work that I\’m doing, so I keep starting to write an update but then getting distracted. I\’ve got just under 2 weeks left to go now (YESSSS!) so I\’m REALLY LOOKING FORWARD to being able to have a drink again! I actually feel like I\’m going to have deserved it. Yeah it did get quite [...]

Hi there! So, I’ve been TRYING to write this blog post for the past 2 & 1/2 weeks, but I keep getting waylaid and sidetracked by all manner of distractions, both interesting and mundane, work-related and otherwise. It hasn’t been for lack of wanting to post something; but to level with you, the topic I picked (and subsequently abandoned) for this week’s post has been infuriatingly slow in articulating itself – and as such, I have filled two pages of a word document with random thoughts and mostly aimless meanderings around the topic of “Art and the Artist”. I pulled it up just now with an initial burst of determination to hammer it into shape, but after about 30 seconds of re-reading, I became infuriated with my inability to have a point and decided to abandon it in favour of an improv blog entry. So here I am. I think [...]

QPMoAAI PT 4 By Denis Hamilton
09/05/11 • 0 Comments

Hola and a happy one-month HSM anniversary to you! Now that we’re 1/3rd of the way through this crazy experiment, I’d like to take a brief paragraph to thank all of you out there who’ve demonstrated extraordinary bouts of human tolerance through your continued acceptance of my oft times pretentious, incoherent and self-indulgent navel-gazing. Seriously. Thank you. I’ve received some very kind emails from a few of you over the past few weeks and it’s been really nice to know that some of you are enjoying these ramblings as much as I’m enjoying writing them. In whatever way they happen to be inspiring you, I hope that they continue to do so. Now then – what’s new this week? Well, first of all something I forgot to mention in the last post but I should probably clarify straight up for anyone who was still wondering – Unfortunately, I didn’t get [...]

Q-PMoA&AI: ALCOHOL AND INSPIRATION (By Denis Hamilton)
03/05/11 • 3 Comments

Hey there good lookin’ – whatcha got cookin’? I’m now three weeks deep into my HSM challenge, and a few little peculiarities are beginning to float to the surface of this experiment. Let’s begin by examining the philosophical. So, last weekend (Not the one just passed – the one prior. Easter weekend. On a Sunday morning, funnily enough!) I woke up and for the first time since I began this, felt a deep sense of inherent gratitude; not only because I wasn’t hungover; but also just simply because I wasn’t drinking. There was nothing begrudging about the feeling. It was more profound than a resentful “I guess I should be happy I’m not hungover because I get to enjoy the day I SUPPOSE…” It was a proper sense of wellbeing, as though my body were deeply happy with itself. And not in a smug manner. [...]