"It certainly does suck"

A graphic I created that sucks so I included it for that reason. It's late, dammit!

Things I Suck at:

I suck at... Spending less than 4 hours writing, editing and sourcing/creating images for a blog post.

I suck at... Hearing what someone is saying to me when I'm reading.

I suck at... Taking less than 100 photos of any subject, ever.

I suck at... Cleaning.

I suck at...
Whistling. Can't do it, no matter how hard I try.

I suck at... Figuring out how I know someone. I have an excellent memory for faces. The only problem with that is that I recognise the guy that sold me my first pack of cigarettes but I can't figure out or remember that that is why I recognise his face and spend the next few hours wracking my brains and getting more and more annoyed at not being able to remember how I know his face!

I suck at... Not writing ridiculously long sentences (see previous point of suckage).

I suck at... Writing short blog posts (most of the time).

I suck at... Brevity. The whole why use 10 words when 1 will do. I don't just use ten, I use ten thousand!*

I suck at... Doing my make-up.

{Image found here}

I suck at... Fashion.

I suck at... Replying to messages.

I suck at... Not back-seat driving Dave.

I suck at... Keeping my temper.

I suck at... Not yelling.

I suck at... Winning gracefully and not being super-competitive to the point of being a bitch when playing trivia games.

I suck at... Reading slowly.

I suck at... Not using a Friends quote for most situations in life.

I suck at... Not using a quote from Wayne's World when a Friends quote isn't suitable.

I suck at... Going to bed at a decent hour

I suck at... Driving around Parramatta. Seriously, I have an uncanny sense of direction 9 times out of 10, it's almost like a 6th sense. But ask me to drive around Parramatta and it's like I've entered a magnetic field and my internal compass has gone to shit.

I suck at... Remembering not to swear in front of the girls while driving.

I suck at... Many things. So many more than I have the time or the brainpower at this late hour to list.

So tell me (and the other Lizards of The Lounge), what do you suck at?
Bonus points if you can tell me the movie the title of this post comes from and what it is said in relation to.

*This point is obviously irrelevant and proof of the point I tried to make in earlier points. And this little addition is also helping prove that point. There just aren't enough points in the world to explain how much I waffle. I need more points, dammit!

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