The GeekHiker

(Brace yourselves, it’s yet another rant…)

Okay, fine, so I miss being able to shop for someone special for the holidays.

There, I said it. Happy now?

I can’t lie. Doing my shopping over the last couple of weeks it’s been hard not to notice the happy couples, walking hand-in-hand through the malls and stores, making those cute little glances and smiling merrily at each other, prancing about smugly whilst picking up presents for all of their friends and relatives, gazing deeply into each other’s eyes while enjoying a coffee break between prances, and generally basking in the lovely warm glow their bountiful love for each other.

Did you just throw up in your mouth a little too?

Kidding aside, I have noticed them, though I’m fairly certain that I’ve also successfully managed to filter out the bickering couples, the other single folk, the parents arguing with their kids, etc. That’s the fun part about being single: it gives you the most amazing tunnel-vision.

I do find myself missing shopping for someone else, though. I think a lot of people find the holidays to not be the easiest time to be single, though for me it ranks in pale comparison to being single on Valentine’s Day.

The horror. The horror.

Thing is, I really, really like to give gifts. Receiving is fun, sure, but I really enjoy shopping for a few things that I know someone will enjoy (quality far outweighs quality, folks) and then watching that person open what I selected for them.

It’s not as though I don’t enjoy shopping for friends and family. Sure I do. But there’s something about shopping for your love that’s just really cool, and since The Ex Girlfriend was my first truly long-term relationship, I don’t think I got just how cool until now.

Which makes it suck juuuuust that much more.

It didn’t hurt that she was easy to shop for either. When in doubt, I could always buy her something with Eeyore on it as she loved the little guy.

[Of course, who doesn’t? Well, unless you have a heart of cold stone that is? I mean, c’mon, it’s Eeyore for goodness sake. The one creature put on this Earth to prove on a constant basis that, no matter how bad you thought your day was, his was probably a great deal worse.]

Yeah, I miss shopping with someone too. And, as terribly selfish as it is, I miss having someone shop for me as well, especially someone non-family who got things for me based on simply liking me.

It’s not so much that I’m feeling particularly sorry for myself right now. Things are what they are and overall my life is pretty good.

So what am I really admitting to? Not just that I want to shop for someone, I think, but that I kinda wish I had someone in my life to share the holiday with like I have for the past few years. Someone to drive with me to the relatives and spend time with and lounge in front of my little Christmas tree with.

And, oh, what the hell, someone who’d be willing to give me the gift of buying something kinky and wearing it for me. I’ll add that just because I’m a guy and because The Ex never did.

‘Cuz if you’re going to dream in flights of fantasy, might as well make ‘em big, outrageous ones, right?