I think Ciotera confirmed for us some time ago that having sex with oneself is called "autosexual." (I had come up with "monosexual," which was close, but no cigar - so to speak).
I'm still here in the Quacken. It's been mostly enjoyable. Lots of room and so on. It's eating habits are unusual, though (it ate the computer and modem I'm currently typing on, Kiph). Just a couple hours ago it ate an entire third-world nation, complete with spears and corruption. I've decided to befriend the natives, if only for company, but also, I suspect, for my personal safety. I can only hope he swallows a second- or first-world nation soon so I can watch some television.
I'm conceiving a plan to escape soon, perhaps after boredom sets in or the natives get on my nerves.