I mean, the thing was hideous. It was so painful that I could barely talk, let alone eating ice cream... so my treat stayed buried at the back of the freezer all this time.
My colleagues have also been falling like flies, which is bad because we have to finish a report. And they have also complained about a new USB virus complicating their lives. But all I have to worry about is to get better. No computer viruses to complain on my side.
Today, when I was working on the report, I found the forgotten ice cream and, finally, I ate it...
Boy, it's good it was I who got the infection and not my computer. :P
