I have a new friend: Nastia. Nastia has noticed that I have the sniffles. Nastia thinks I am very irresponsible because I have not yet seen the doctor. Nastia wants me to know that winter in Siberia is extremely cold, and my sniffles will not go away if I continue to sit on the floor while I use my computer. In fact, Nastia knows that this foul habit is the cause of my sniffles. When Nastia writes down directions to the shopping center, she writes careful, large letters that I will surely be able to read. Nastia has gone to eat a snack, but Nastia will return promptly with more helpful suggestions.