Lauren Farmer

Ran into my friend Jess.

Ohhhhhh god I’m burning.

This is the US Open, not your backyard BBQ. Put your damn shirt back on!

jeninla:

A serious request: Who wants to hang out with this cool pup in Manhattan next Thursday night while Rob and I bid adieu to Sydney-bound Lauren Farmer?

(Friends of Lauren need not apply, since you should be at her party too.)

Are you SURE he can’t come?!

Davydenko vs. Gasquet in Grandstand.

This one will be excellent.

Got myself the perfect spot.

Also, melting.

Welcome to Flushing Meadows!

Gonna be a hot one.

The US Open is one of my very favorite things about New York.

Looking forward to seeing Davydenko, Blake and Cilic play today on the smaller courts. This is Day 1 of 5 I’ll be spending out here.

Had a fun little mini-shoot with my friend Sasithon last night .

I wanted to shoot at sunset, but the sun had already set by the time we met. Bad planning on my part.

So I fumbled around with my flash for a while, but got frustrated. As I always do. Then I noticed these big perfect street lamps and used them to light her for the rest of the shoot.

Thanks for playing around, Sas!

This is my friend Sasithon. She took some great photos of me a while back, tonight I attempted to return the favor. Ultimately failed as I miscalculated the time of sunset. Oops.

So now we’re having beers at The Half King.

All in all a success, I’d say.

11:30am, totally acceptable!

Not sure how I feel about it being served in a bag, with no spoon. I’ll make it work.

Thanks Woodrow Wilson Travel Center in Somewhere, NJ!

Another day, another picture of me in my car. GPOYW.

I am really lovin’ being on the road lately. Wonder if I can work this into my life plan.

Also, I’ve got Ben Lee’s Catch My Disease on repeat today. Practicing my Aussie accent, which will soon be in full swing. When I return in April, I’m going to be SO much cooler.

If it wasn’t 9:20am, I’d be ALL OVER this Dip n’ Dots vending machine. I freaking love ice cream from the future.

Instead I went to town on a Cinnabon.

On my way back up to NYC.

I’m starting a new recurring feature on this blog.

It’s called…

Don’t Mind If I Do.

Miles just beat me in a swim race.

I may or may not have tried my hardest.

I don’t know about you, but I’m at the pool.