who's cursing keith OUT AGAIN?

Once again, Richard goes and humiliates me in front of another one of his friends.  This time it’s none other than Quentin Burns.  He’s cursed me out, called me a bitch, told me to leave . . . the list goes on and on.  This time it all started because I asked for a little clarification on what he was talking about because he was making no kind of sense, and he just went off.  I notice that this is a running theme.  Whenever he’s in the company of one of his friends, it’s like he has to put on a stunt and a show—a Broadway musical if you will and nobody paid for a ticket.  He just goes off on me and devotes a full hour of talking about me to his friends.  He claims that I don’t do anything for him (including sex), that I always start an argument, and that I’m spoiled, lazy, and I don’t help him out with anything—all of which are total lies.  I will admit that I’m not the easiest to get along with only because I spend ample time thinking things through and not wasting time unlike Richard.  You already know that Richard is dumb as a door knob and thinking is not in his repertoire so he makes some of the most stupid decisions.  And when you call him out on them, he wants to fuss at you.  In the words of Richard, I’m tired and I’m through.  No more of this bull shit.  I need to start making plans that no longer include his dumbass.