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At first, fourth-year Jon Sahagian didn’t even like Pokémon. Everyone was trying to “catch ’em all,” precisely why he didn’t want to get involved in the fad. It was only afterward when he began to watch the TV show and play the games a bit when he had a change of heart. While others halted their quest, Sahagian took Pokémon fandom to a whole new level.

On any given Thursday night this quarter, if you turned on your television and flipped to MTV, you would have seen an Anteater on the screen.

PHOTOS: The last edition of ZotShots for the year.

REGGAE: Photo coverage of Reggaefest 2011.

They say that relationships are all about compromise. You’re supposed to embrace the things you have in common with one another and accept the differences. But when you’re dating a germaphobe, you have to throw a couple of those things out the window. Welcome to my world. My name is Kristen, and I am dating a germaphobe.

Top-grade Wagyu beef boiled in a foie gras broth, garnished with white alba truffles and hand-raised bean sprouts over a bed of blue lobster meat noodles. My greatest creation? A list of ingredients that barely fit together? A new dish at a slightly pretentious Asian fusion restaurant? Almost.

As you order your Double-Double at In-N-Out, your eyes divert to a woman with bright blue eye shadow and an infectious smile. Meet Barbie Fowler, an ambitious lady who has worked for the In-N-Out company for nearly 17 years.

Heather McCoy, a member of the transgender community and an employee at KUCI, has had one beautiful and exhausting journey becoming who she is today.

Time management and procrastination. Test anxiety and study skills. Communication skills. These are three of the many topics that are presented in the “Friends Helping Friends” workshops, a program presented by the Peer Educators.

Does 15 percent off make you do a double-take? Does a buy-one-get-one-half-off sale make your heart race and your mouth water?

Some more photos from the past week.

The door slammed shut as my fellow traveler got into my car. An ordinary UC Irvine story: a 10-minute drive to Fashion Island was in store and that was going to be the end of that. That 10-minute drive turned into a two-hour odyssey under circumstances that would only make sense in some buddy comedy.