It’s official, there’s no denying it. My brain has regressed a solid 11 years in the space of a week.

Watching Lockie Leonard and cacking myself senseless at the unbearably embarrassing puberty jokes. It has a C rating for crying out loud! And cringing at the oh-so-scarily-accurate portrayal of church youth group.

Watching Pokemon and worrying that Pikachu might fall into some water and be upset. And seriously considering getting an Ash Ketchum cosplay costume just to freak people out. Remembering Alt+0233 (as if I would forget).

Watching Sleek Geeks and waiting patiently for my childhood love of science to be rekindled. Nothing yet but I’ll keep watching. And being jealous of the guy who memorised Pi to 3000 places. Bastard.

Listening to Hit Machine 14, Real McCoy, Oasis, and playing Jazz Jackrabbit for hours on end. I got these all one Christmas. Best. Christmas. Ever.