I pulled one of those rare all-nighters last night. A good bit of my family accompanied my cousin to San Marcos for some midnight shopping. Although we arrived at around 12, it was (obviously) a madhouse at the mall and about a quarter-mile radius. As we looked for parking, we saw the fatal efficiency of families as some minivans were halfway-filled. Still, I saw plenty of order amidst the chaos. I got myself some shirts to diversify my line of clothing.
In four hours, I reached a point I never knew existed: I got weary of shopping. One of the members in the group decided to go into a Bath and Body Works outlet. It was particularly awkward because my group was all guys, and we were the only guys inside the store. After a few more stores of nothing, there was finally a consensus to go home.
