While other girls get all tingly from Louboutin pumps and Hermès Birkin bags, I literally hyperventilated when my dad's associate made the 9 floors trip down to my office, handcarrying a bottle of the official Tru Blood beverage that he and his wife grabbed off the HBO Shop in Bryant Park NYC, for me.

You have no idea HOW MUCH I wanted this silly little overpriced orange soda. The problem is, the online True Blood HBO Shop doesn't ship overseas. My other friends, who in several occassions were visiting the States, simply didn't comprehend exactly how much I wanted this bottle of beverage. I ended up ordering a four-pack of Tru Blood and sent it to my cousin in California. I figured if I can't get a hold of it, at least knowing that one of my closest blood relative has it and most importantly, appreciates it as much as I do, is already more than enough for me. Of course, she told me that she'll save me a bottle and bring it to me when she comes home, but alas, I fear the Tru Blood might have expired by then, not that I had any intention on drinking it either, unless I have several bottles to spare.

I know, I know, I could've easily gotten them off eBay, or impose myself on one of my fandom buddies in the US to just ship me a bottle. But have you heard of the shit called Indonesian Postal? Not worth it. Seriously.

So you can imagine how insanely psyched I was when I saw the blood red fat bottle in his hands as he stood at my doorway with a big grin on his face. The best part is, I didn't even ask them to bring me a bottle. I understood that the bottle is a bit bulky and heavy, and I'm not the kind of person who would impose my obsessive TV needs on other people not biologically related to me. His wife is an avid TV fan and DVD collector, I think she might even be more hardcore than me. So when he asked me for pointers on where to go for their Christmas vacation in New York, I included the HBO Shop as one of their must-go places so she could grab herself a bottle of Tru Blood to display right next to her True Blood DVD Box.

Ah, fellow couch potatoes really do understand each other.

Now I just have to make sure my destroyer maids don't bump it off the shelf and destroy it. Seriously, Indonesian maids literally destroy everything they touch. In time, if not instantly. :-/