My Love/Hate Relationship With Bud Light

So.... As anyone who knows me would know, I have an uncanny love for beer. Hard alcohol is quite less appealing to me, but every once in a while i can venture... But beer, different story...  

As I recall, in my younger years, the taste of a Budweiser was something that instantly made me get a look on my face like "Why?" before booking it to the nearest sink. So my question is what happened? I don't really remember a transitioning period between that and keg stands.

In saying that, my love/hate relationship with beer is thus born. I find myself, on a Friday night, having a hard time resisting the cold Bud Light being passed in front of my face by my less sympathetic boyfriend. Once I open it though, i don't have a hard time drinking 2... or 12. Thus, beginning, and ending my "love" side of the relationship. 

Beer is a must at any concert, night out, or evening event. Me, normally being a shy natured person, can typically end up being a bit too un-shy after consuming 3-4 pitchers. This can go both ways on the scale of love/hate given that I instantly gain the, "Stephanie Hamilton, PHD" title added to my name. I can sometimes also gain the "Stephanie Hamilton, Stubborn Ass" title, which can be easily as detrimental.

The morning after drinking beer... usually a different story. I sometimes lie awake at 6 A.M. kicking my own ass, typically for things that I shouldn't ever worry about, and tend to not once the hangover wears off. I also find myself kicking my ass for things I should worry about, like screwing up all the calories I lost at the gym by consuming 3 beer bongs  in 20 minutes, or telling someone my whole life story, usually with the "don't repeat this" speech at the end. 

While knowing I am far from an alcoholic, and that I usually pace myself and limit myself to only a buzz, there are still some of those nights that I can make really really stupid choices. That said, I VERY RARELY go into a party with the "lets get crunk" mentality. But noone's perfect...