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This week's ReEntry editor is tired, which is sort of sad because school hasn't even started yet. She's also a high school teacher and coach who loves soccer with a desperation that is really quite funny given how poorly she plays it. She and her dog watch a lot of movies, read a lot of books and are rather happy these days, thanks very much. Meet...
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FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 21, 2001

8 April 2001
anyone's any

"It's nice to know that if I do forget my pants, I will be able to handle it with grace and aplomb."

As the billion or so people on her notify list know, Mo is thoughtful, intelligent, and obscenely talented. She's also funny as hell. Reading anyone's any, I'm always struck by Mo's easy comfort with both her journal and her audience. She seems to genuinely enjoy the daily adventure of living a semi-public life, and her enthusiasm informs each and every entry-and her personality comes across so powerfully that I find myself trying to write like her every time I concoct an entry in the wake of reading one of hers. This entry is typical of Mo's writing: hysterically funny, but also wise and jam-packed with Sims.

6 May 2001
Sereene

"shadows inched (leafy bustling, finger draws across mound) meantime drowsy hometeam win. nearly as perfect a sunday afternoon as i could hope to have."

I read Sereene in two ways. Sometimes I read it slowly, carefully teasing out meaning and understanding from the jumble of words on the page. I find sweaty, drunken nights and sunny, blissful weekends; loud, aggressive music and beautiful, lost girls. At other times, though, I read quickly, not for the images behind the words, but for the words themselves. Christopher writes with a crazy, powerful energy that gives his journal a hypnotic rhythm; no matter what the subject, you can actually feel the words going by, pushing and pulling as your eyes pass over each one. They take on a life of their own, somehow, independent of what they were sent to represent. Like Sereene as a whole, this entry can be read both ways-either way, it's surprising and it's moving and it's nearly perfect.

In Mexico, I Am
Dellazine

"In Mexico, I am 27 and married. In Mexico, I'm easy. In Mexico, I have a tan and plenty of money. In Mexico, I know a little Spanish-- soy casada, quanto es, que lindo, no se, and above all else, no habla espanol."

More often than not, I read dellazine with my mouth hanging open, stunned at the force behind the words on the screen. If Sarahjane lives her life with the passion with which she describes it, those around her are very lucky indeed. Her writing is magical, full of vivid emotion and unforgettable moments, all brought to life through hurtling, almost frantic prose. It's as if she fears the moments and feelings will escape her if she doesn't get them down in writing. Her story of being in Mexico is a perfect example: it's a wild mix of tenses and events and people and ideas, and the result is utterly breathtaking. There are enough brilliant images and moments and realizations in this entry to simultaneously blow your mind and make you give up journaling forever, but it's worth it.