I hold in my hand a Guinness Extra Stout glass 12 fl. oz. bottle batch number BL059/A 795060 FL. It must be five years old at least. The layer of dust on the bottle looks like something out of a haunted mansion movie. I suppose I could stay up all night working as usual, or tonight I could relax while thinking about all the reasons I should stay up all night working…
Update: There she sits upon my shelf. To be opened on a better occasion. It is 3:30am and I work.
