UNDER CONSTRUCTION.

Talentless yet nothingless.

Ernie — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 22:19:40 +0000

I am bleeding through
Writing songs for you
If I could say what I felt
Then I would draw for you
I’m just a boy letting go of his heart
Because the days are like knives
And the knives are so sharp
One more kiss – so I don’t forget
And then I’ll open my arms
To embrace the regret
Fragile dreams – fistfight kings
Slowdance queens…
Oh pick me please
Sending “get well” cards to former stars
‘Cause I know how it feels
To have fallen so far
Talentless yet nothingless
Than hopelessly in awe of you
I want nostalgia forever
If we throw this life away
Will we ever have to live again?
Say “no” and I’m all yours
Say “yes” and I’ll still pull
Tell the boys I’ll see them soon
Your lips were the softest yet
North, east, south and west…
I gave you my very best
I left my heart in yesterday
(Remember how it used to be)
I shot myself full of memory
(Before the world turned on me?)
Forget what you know
Forget that it hurts
The “new days” are coming…
They’re getting worse
I am bleeding through
Writing songs for you
They’re all for you

On the beach, taking pictures

Ernie — Fri, 27 Aug 2010 01:43:40 +0000

Natural born photographer, or mushroom-cut haver.

Got to take what you can these days.

Ernie — Sun, 15 Aug 2010 23:45:35 +0000

Well, you’re just across the street
Looks a mile to my feet
I want to go to you
Funny how I’m nervous still
I’ve always been the easy kill
I guess I always will

Could it be that everything goes ’round by chance?
Or only one way that it was always meant to be
You kill me, you always know the perfect thing to say
I know what I should do, but I just can’t walk away

I can picture your face well
From the bar in my hotel
I wish I’d go to you
I pick up put down the phone
Like your favorite Heatmeiser song goes
It’s just like being alone

Oh God, please don’t tell me this has been in vain
I need answers for what all the waiting I’ve done means
You kill me, you’ve got some nerve, but can’t face your mistakes
I know what I should do, but I just can’t turn away

So go on love
Leave while there’s still hope for escape
Got to take what you can these days
There’s so much ahead
So much regret
I know what you want to say
I know it but can’t help feeling differently
I loved you, and I should have said it
But tell me just what has it ever meant?

I can’t help it baby, this is who I am
Sorry, but I can’t just go turn off how I feel
You kill me, you build me up, but just to watch me break
I know what I should do, but I just can’t walk away

Buy me these glasses.

Ernie — Mon, 09 Aug 2010 02:38:33 +0000

I know I pretty much just bought new glasses, but I think I want a pair of these. Buy me a pair of these.

The year 2000

Ernie — Sat, 07 Aug 2010 01:58:28 +0000

My teeth sucked then too.

Oh My God.

Ernie — Fri, 06 Aug 2010 04:06:57 +0000

Holy crap, this song is catchy.

Now I can read in bed.

Ernie — Thu, 05 Aug 2010 03:06:18 +0000

3 Years in Photo Booth

Ernie — Mon, 02 Aug 2010 19:29:28 +0000

Since I bought my Mac in 2008, I have taken close to 900 photo’s in Photo Booth (obviously many more if you include any which were deleted). I thought it mich be interesting to put every photo I have taken of myself in it into a quick slideshow. I didn’t put any pictures which involved anyone else (except me and my cat), It really only shows how I have had the worst choices in hair style.

Also, I didn’t want to be ‘that guy’ and put music to it. If you would be interested in that, listen to Red Belt by Tegan and Sara, it’s length and tempo fits quite nicely.

Movie Subs – Mozart and the Whale 1

Ernie — Sat, 31 Jul 2010 05:26:14 +0000

You knew I had to do it eventually.

Ernie — Thu, 29 Jul 2010 02:23:47 +0000