A Geek Girl's Reflections on Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day is in a few days.  Even if I wasn't grimly aware, looking at my stats page for this blog is enough of a reminder.

Why? Because every semi-romantic post I've ever put up suddenly has more hits than every other page.  Apparently you nerdy boys really need help picking out ways to propose to your gal, whether through Harry Potter or Pokemon or even Munchkin.  Who couldn't resist giving that special someone rainbow roses?

Let's not forget the "5 Gift Ideas for Your Geek Girl" post I wrote up last year (although, I think, some of the shops I talked about are temporarily closed, I think...

So, I thought about writing up another gift idea post to replace last year's.  Or at least expand on it.  After all, there are plenty of other places to get perfectly fantastic gifts for a nerdy woman like myself.

But, I didn't have the heart for it.  Then, I randomly came across a blog post where a woman gushed about all the wonderful Valentine's Days she's had.  And I realized why I didn't have the heart for throwing out gift ideas this year.

I've never had a memorable Valentine's Day.

Honestly.  I dated a guy for three years, and I couldn't tell you one thing he got me for V-day.  I don't know if he ever got me anything.  I guess he must have, but it was never more memorable than a rose and a tiny box of chocolates.  Because for all the work and thought I put into my gifts to him, there was no way that feeling was ever reciprocated back.  Should have been my first hint that relationship wasn't going to work.

No, despite recanting a poem for my lover, writing out a letter describing exactly how I felt about him (in my own handwriting; who does that anymore?) that was bound with ribbon, writing out the lyrics to our song as the background to a framed picture I drew for him, making his favorite dessert just perfectly as a surprise, wearing his favorite outfit just to attract a lingering gaze for that much longer...yeah, I got nothing.

You can call me bitter.  I guess what it boils down to is that I've simply put too much work into Valentine's Day to really expect that day to be worth it. 

Yeah, I get all the talk about it being a commercial holiday, blah blah blah...I just used to like acknowledging it as a day where it was socially acceptable to openly adore the guy I was head over heels for.

So, I'll be dully flipping Valentine's Day the bird as it passes on my calendar.  On the bright side, there will be many more February 14ths in my future...one of them is bound to burn into my memory, right?


(still wouldn't mind some chocolate bullets, though)