I think it was just the other day, Sage. She appears to be cycling faster and faster. Her husband, sister, dad, and random strangers on the city bus had best watch out, or she'll be shaving their heads too.
Of all the mentally ill DUmmies - The Tucson Tart, locopuffs, dennis the menace to society, even the subway cat - fizzy appears to be the one most likely to commit suicide.
There was a campfire the other day--no, I didn't save it--where the primitives rationalized their overuse of pharmaceuticals, and the fizzy one said she couldn't live without her mood-altering drugs.
Well, fine and good, whatever, but usually it's not a good idea to do both drugs and booze; if one's on pharmaceuticals, one should stay away from the latter, lest it cause unintended side-effects or.....death.
My advice to the fizzy one--and of course she's not going to pay attention--is that if the drugs are important to her, well, she'd better stop sucking on the bottle.