I'm doing good. Did a lot of work today, even though it's like a national holiday and Saturday, but the likes of me give no fucks about things such as those. Lowering my codeine tolerance, first day without any in the last 40-50 days. Not that bad actually, got some loperamide on hand. Without loperamide, I tried quitting CT this year a few times and it was absolute hell - especially the extreme dehydration from non-stop diarrhea. But then when I went to Greece, I quit CT with the help of loperamide without any problems (almost 10 days without it). I think you can remember me whining about it here, because I was bored and drunk, but in hindsight it wasn't that bad.
I feel a little bit stupid and guilty for getting right back on track with the codeine after coming back from Greece, because I had finally got myself unhooked. But no, the first thing I did when I came home was get me codeine. Literally. Dropped all my things in the apt and went out to buy some, even though it was 2 AM (we have a pharmacy that works 24/7 in the town), and I was tired as all fuck from starting the travel around noon that day (11 hours of travel while hungover, fun fun). I don't know if it was more funny than sad, but been using every day since then.