Foreshadowing

Well, it’s twenty five past eleven on a Friday night, I’m drunk and there’s probably at least half an hour left of this movie. I still intend to get up and run twenty kilometres early in the morning. Will I succeed? Chances are that I will, but it will be painful and I’ll regret my late night. But as I lack the ability to turn back the clock, I’ll just have to harden up and deal with it. Let’s see what happens.