I mean, it's just miles of crib notes and cross-references and you only ever get paid pennies per line! If my love for Bohumil Hrabal didn't burn brighter than the sun, I wouldn't waste my time translating "Too Loud a Solitude" into Lolspeak. It's yeoman's work, truly, but I suppose someone has to do it.
Mrrr, what? Oh, um, no, I wasn't sleeping! No, I was just... I was just trying to find a sense of "oneness" with this keyboard, because that's always what I do whenever I begin work on a new composition! Genius CAN come overnight, you know... it just usually involves a bit of sleeping and dreaming.