Friday December 16, 1983

Stopped at different places where I'd been the week before where I'd asked them to hold some things, and none of the places had held them. So I saved a lot of money. But on the other hand, I got really mad and hated them for not holding something for a regular customer. So -- fuck 'em.
     And Lorna Luft's so mean, she's having a baby because she knows Liza can't. And I'm working on a picture present for the Geros. Maybe one from the picture of Liza and Judy that ran in the Post last week.
     Went out walking with Jon and we ran in to Jann Wenner in the neighborhood -- he saw me from a block away and came over and then invited us in for a drink. I said, "Gee, Jann, you put down all your best friends in your article on "Overrated People." And he said, "Oh, yeah, I made them take Gilda Radner off that list." He didn't say a thing about me! Andn he's got a big pot belly and his hair is long again.

Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 544. New York: Warner Books.

Wednesday, December 14, 1983

Bruno came and drove us crazy. He didn’t bring Jean Michel’s rent payment, so later I called Jean Michel about his rent being due and then I had a fight with Jay because he gave Jean Michel my home phone number. He said, “Oh, I didn’t know you didn’t want…” I yelled at him, “Are your brains still with you?” I mean, he knew I wouldn't have Jean Michel coming up to my house -- I mean he's a drug addict so he's not dependable. You can't have -- I mean, so then why would I want him to have my home phone? Jay should have known better.

     And Richard Weisman sent us tickets to the hockey game because Wayne Gretzky invited us.

     And Since I'd called Jean Michel about the rent I felt bad so I invited him to the hockey game and I sent Jay home early so he could drop off the ticket to him.

     And Robyn Geddes came by about getting his old job back, but Fred had to tell him he couldn't have it. And Fred called to remind me not to wear bluejeans to the hockey game because we were going to "21" afterwards.

     So then I met the shiatsu guy who Richard Weisman recommended and he worked on me for an hour and a half and he was really good, a thorough professional. He told me that when I cross my legs I should cross them left to right or right to left -- I forget which -- because one side is weaker than the other, but I told him I never cross my legs (laughs). But I'm looking now and here I sit talking with them crossed...anyway, so I made a standing appointment for every Wednesday at 7:30. His name is Eizo, and his philosophy is: "You are young you are young you are young, therefore you are young."

     I lied about my age, I told him I was forty-four. And he said, "Oh that's my age, too!" I guess he knew I was lying. But I felt wonderful afterwards. 

Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 543. New York: Warner Books.