So once again I am bowing to peer pressure. What can I say? I’m weak. And Lil’ told me to. I quote: “You should post your answers on your journal, too. No, really.”

If you want to read my snarky answers to the longest, silliest survey to worm its way around the Internet in months, here you go.

And just because I’m evil, I “asked” Andrew Wolfe (from my NaNoWriMo novel) to “answer” the “survey” (whoops, got carried away with quote marks…) as well. Here’s his version.

As Mari has already pointed out, this may be the lamest Friday Five of all time. So instead of merely complaining, I’m going to have a bit of fun with it. Afterward, if I can be bothered, I’ll submit some questions of my own. But first…

• Where are you right now? – In a galaxy known to Earthlings as The Milky Way. I think Earthlings have serious candy bar issues.
  
• What time is it? – About ten billion years since the formation of this iteration of the Cosmos. Give or take a few. (I lost count, okay? It could happen to anybody.)
  
• What are you wearing? – Clothing. It may be optional, but I’ve always believed that “clothes doth oft proclaim the man.” Polonious may have been a windbag, but he managed to stumble across a few good truths.
  
• Any people or animals around you? Describe them. – You don’t have the time. No, really. We’d be here for centuries.
  
• What are your plans for the weekend? – Didn’t you ask this question last week?

Friday Five