How much is too much??

So, of late I've been wondering about boundaries. How much is too much? Where do you draw that elusive line? Once you cross that line, is there no coming back? and even if you keep your color within that outline, does that boundary lose it significance once it is stepped over? Will you keep making concessions once you've crossed that?

It is always nice to have someone else help you realize where your line lies. But when you don't have anyone to tell you, how much do you trust your own judgment to draw that boundary? And how long will it be till you push that line a little further?

I'm sure we've all wondered about this. It is such a delicate point to ponder upon. The optimum amount of salt to make your lunch perfect, a little more and your face cringes. Or the perfect amount of gel to keep your hair in place, a little more and your hands keep getting greasy every time you touch them.

So, where do I stop rambling?

What the Fuck

Roommate (RM): Dude, I need to talk to you
Me: yeah? (did I forget the rent?)
RM: er…well its
Me: Anything important?
RM: No, no…it’s just that…you need to watch yourself
Me: ? (??)
RM: Well, I’ll come to the point, you keep saying fuck that’s not good
Me: ? What? (what the F...oh no!!)
RM: Well you keep saying the ‘f word’ in front of everyone so, especially in front of the girls
Me: oh…so? (Still confused)
RM: Well, if you keep saying it, then the girls will want to say it too…I mean they might pick up this habit from you. So
Me: eh?
RM: Well, it’s not good for our girls to say fuck and such things and we have to take care of all that so.

I refrain from saying anything. After all I have been effectively silenced. I leave it to my perceptive readers to comment.

How I killed a bug....

Its summer time here. I think this is the only respite the insect kingdom gets over here from the hell-freezing winter. But these bugs aren't much for our privacy. You keep your window open for a few minutes and in comes a fluttering bug flying like a torpedo that has lost its target! I know, for PETA enthusiast I'm probably the personification of the bad guy from "Saw". But let me tell you how I killed a bug. Now, I'm sitting quietly in my seat somewhere and this nasty looking ghastly bug comes there and starts its asinine dance. If you have noticed, you never see two bugs together, Graceful movements have been used as a means for attracting the other sex, but I'm very sure, those bugs probably scare the insect-shit out of each other with those ballistic movements too. Anywho!! this bug comes in front of me and is persistently trying to catch my attention. I don't know why else a smaller organism would pompously go around purposely under the spotlight of a larger animal. I mean, humans never go in front of giant gorillas and elephants and move around in circles. We know, Sooner or later, that thing is going to crush our 206 bones into a 2060 pieces. So, here i was trying to avoid it, following the live and let live policy but that bug just wouldn't quit! By now, i have used a flip flop, a book, a sock, my foot and even a block of ice once to shoot the bug. But here's what I did this time. I found a can of shaving foam next to me. I filled the cap of the
can with the foam a little more than half and placed that cap on the bug. The bug amused first, by the avalanche like foam, landed its hair-thin claws on the it. On observing closely, i saw it tasting the shaving foam. As you know the foam bubbles eventually get burst, and it seems the bug felt itself sinking inside the foam and tried to fly away. But in its desperate attempts to fly away, it flapped its wings too hard and the wings got stuck on the soapy foam and couldn't get out. After seconds of struggling, it finally gave in and died peacefully on a cloud of foam....
Do let me know if you have any innovative ideas to kill them. A plain book and a foot in its ass doesn't do it for me anymore.