Is it time to go home yet?

Today, the Job of Doom has been, well, doom-like.
Not sure why.
Everyone is dragging and the skies are grey and the promise of an early Spring seems to have evaporated like a politician's promise.
How sad.
I'm five minutes away from getting off work and, let me tell you, I'm not going to be lingering about the place.
Will be heading over to Ye Olde Comic Shoppe after work to peruse this week's selections, then heading home to load more software onto my new PC.
How was your day?