I just learned from the Paddlewise mailing list (sea kayaking) that New York City averages 1,500 human-againt-human bites per year. Any truth to this? (I wouldn’t know. I’m a Canadian. We just rub noses.) If there is, perhaps you might ship your sister there.
Sometimes when I’m at work, I have this urge to stick my hand into the fry oil, just to see how hot it really is. (Note:actual temp is 335) So far, I’ve resisted. But a couple months back, one of my crew people wasn’t so lucky…he plunged his hand in for the hell of it, came out with 2nd degree burns. Yeah, that was a fun accident report to write up…
That was an urge I couldn’t resist at my first job. I’ve successfully resisted it since then.
I’ve resisted the urge to shave my head like Mr. Clean, mostly because I have big ears and a head shaped like Billy Corgan.
I usually can’t resist the urge to catch a look when a girl bends over towards me and the top of her shirt falls open.
During a full moon, if on a small rural road and no one else around, I always drive with my lights off.
I must point out that “Evelyn” was a made-up name I used instead of the girl’s real name. In fact it was similar to her middle name, and she regularly used her first name. For the purposes of this thread I resisted the impulse (infinitesmial anyway) to use Evelyn’s real name. 
really resisting the urge right now to ask where
poysyn lives
I regularly resist the urge to slap the hell out of anyone wearing pants 5 sizes too big for them.
I did however fail to resist the urge to run around naked at a hostel in shenandoah one time…
It wasn’t simple for me to get over my eating disorder. I had to remind myself constantly that everyone has to eat; that some do it sensibly while others don’t, and that if I could learn to eat sensibly, that would inspire me to get back to normal in other areas.
Of course, I’m still not normal. People who’ve met me at CalDope gatherings can attest that when I’m in an unfamiliar environment, it’s back to the old potatoes. And there are too many foods, and styles of foods, that I didn’t get familiar with when I was young, so I’ll probably never be an omnivore. But I’m not fasting or binging any more.
Sorry, pestie; I didn’t think to disclaim my statement. I wasn’t talking about vanity dieting, but about gaining power over a disorder.
And I’m female, so I would be a cunt, not a prick.
Also, pestie, did you read that? This is true for everyone; it is cheaper to eat healthy. Well, the really cheapest things you can make yourself are all starch [pasta, for instance], but that’s still more nutritious than the frozen entrees that come already loaded with fat and oil and sugar. Fruit is cheaper than ice cream. In the winter you don’t want ice cream, so you bake your own cookies instead of dropping twice the amount of money on half the volume of Oreos. Again, I’m being practical, not snobbish.