is the object of desire that which has passed from fluid to solid?

Today was the day of dropping things. While talking anarchism I had a stroke of brilliancy about poststructuralism and anarchist conceptions of work, strategy, and (de)construction but I lost it. Other news: aching muscles, awesome lesbian photography book, tobacco + pot + L'auberge Espagne which in turn made me think of Colin, tired no sheets on my bed, flakey nose from my one-day cold, tightening headache, half-spilled glass of water, and the mechanics of fluids to consider.