Part two of "wait…I was going to reject you first"…‡
Now I just need June in Buffalo to reject me and my summer plans will be complete.
[N.B. My life is not completely filled with rejection letters: here's a write-up in the Atlanta Journal-Constitution about that one opera I wrote.]
‡Who really rejects an acceptance to the Aspen Music Festival? Maybe I should start applying for the second section instead of the first one.