I love this. I love it so much. I think all my friends know that I have a huge affinity for stories of the supernatural. I am hopelessly addicted to Harry Potter, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, The Golden Compass, and the Twilight Series, to name a few. So hopelessly addicted that when the 6th HP book came out and I was working as a housekeeper at UBC I actually would bring my book to work, put the "closed for cleaning" sign on the bathroom, and would sit in the bathroom almost all day to read it. So hopelessly addicted that I feel like I will burst with joy while literally going into convulsions of ecstacy sort of like a much less refined pageant contestant winning Miss America (the fanning of the hands, bouncing/shaking, wide open mouth and faint squeelish noises) when I discover a new installment/recreation of one of these items in book, television, or film form. I think I would pass out if I ever met anyone involved in the creation of these books/tv shows or the movies that are based on them in real life.
Anyways, that's all to say that I love the supernatural and I actually truly wish it were all real: vampires, werewolves, witches and wizards, and anything else you can dig up. Of course, I want it to be real so I can either go to a rad school and learn how to be an awesome witch and save the world, or become intrinsically tied to a benevolent form of one of these potentially monstrous creatures (and then save the world with them). All while getting involved in strange personal dramas, vendettas, and general tomfoolery of course. So local legends about mysterious creatures make me really happy. The Ogopogo is rad, I know someone who says he saw it and I believe him. So are the Loch Ness and the Sasquatch. Now, I have learned that in South Carolina there are Legends of the Lizard Man!
I am so happy.