Spirit.
Yesterday, I was telling my coworker Jade about a situation currently underway at church that's making me fairly sad. It involves praise music, so we'll just leave it at that.
In setting up the story, I had to specify that I was actually not playing guitar on the offending Sunday; I was taking a nap in the car during most of the service because of my overconsumption of sugary lemon martinis at the Halloween party the night before. Jade stopped me at the hangover part to point out how much better the story had just become.
Clearly, I'm the best damn senior warden a church has ever had.
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