Alert the Ghost Hunters immediately.

My swipe card at work has been stolen. Somewhere between using it this morning to get into the office and right now, it has been lifted from my possession. I've checked the kitchen, bathroom, desks of colleagues, not to mention my own, my bag, jacked, hat and gloves (it won't even fit in my gloves, but I checked any way).

This sort of thing has happened to me before. Enough times that it worries me. Sure, I've misplaced things and claimed that an unknown power or other person has taken it, only to find it where I last left it. This isn't the same thing - I sense something sinister in action. I'd like to hear from any clairvoyants out there that can see exactly what happened to aforementioned card.

Tania says

Kelly has implored me to stop adding posts to this blog. Naturally, I can't. Clearly, GoGreenIreland is wrap and my daily trips to Tim Horton's don't evoke the same imagery.

Both Am and Killah have Cro on the brain. Amy is the latest addition and I hope it works out. Trifecta! [Little known fact - trifecta is one of my favourite words.]