What? Whoa! Time travel? No. Recalibration. We have two extra days before the boy goes to college. His room and roommate assignment arrived in the mail and his move-in date and time are very specifically scheduled. Borrowed time friends, borrowed time.

Last night, before the roommate assignment arrived in today’s mail, the boy was friended by his new roomie in Facebook. Oh, how I love Facebook. I know, I’m not allowed to because, dude, I’m old and all that.

The boy said how he’s now seen 300 photos of his soon-to-be roommate which, out of context, seems weird. On the flip side, he reviewed his own profile from the perspective of the new roomie and observed photos of himself playing trombone, playing board games and has decided that future roomie is thinking, “Great. My roommate is a geek.”

I spun the wheel my freshman year of college and got Jenny, the tuba player, German student and rabid parrothead. I got lucky.

What was your freshman college roommate like? Did you spin the wheel, or go with someone you already knew?