It's a Karen Walker kind of day

Have you ever had a day when you say what's on your mind (whether you mom likes it, or not), you literally BARK at people you don't like rather than the cordial head nod they're giving you, and all you think about is getting drunk (so much so, that you have the alcohol in your purse and you're waiting for moment when you're home to open that big boy... possibly before you even march through your front door?)

Yep, me too.

I call them KAREN WALKER DAYS.

"Honey, I'm too tired to slap you. Bash your face up against my palm." - classic Karen.