why...Why...WHY?

Seriously, why do I do this? I don't like red wine. Last night after getting comfortable with a book and almost dropping off into dreamland, my phone rings. A friend of mine asks me if I want to join them for a glass of wine. Needless to say in 20 minutes I was dressed, and at said friend's place. The weird thing is they only had red wine. I don't like it - it's strong, gets you drunk faster than white wine does, and the next morning you have a foul taste in your mouth. But there I was, tasting a glass of red wine, then another, then another. Not to mention it was the sweet kind that sneaks up on you and gets you dizzy sooner than you can say Quidditch. Before I got a grip it was past 4 am and I had to go to work the next day(today that is). So at 7.30 my trusted cell, located safely out of reach, sounded the alarm and the experience hit me hard - headache, no desire to get out of bed, an overwhelming need to brush my teeth.

So again, I ask...why did I drink red wine when I don't even like it? So far no conclusive answer comes to mind. Maybe after a nap it will come!