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.