lame friends all backed out of an evening in london friday for dinner-pub-club, so went to a small bar-club in cambridge called the fez. way overpriced at 7 pounds and average music. i’d been there before with a friend who was visiting from dc and, i think, you gotta go with a girlfriend or a group because it’s kind of hard to meet people there. i’m a shy loner anyway, but my friend was working hard and got strange looks whenever he tried to talk to a girl. places like that are kind of depressing. you feel invisible. really grounds your ego, especially when the only girls who speak to you are the oldest and drunkest ones in the joint. has fro:boy lost his juice? did he ever have any juice?