len | kendra a

  len

Len is the technologically inept half of the duo.  Her role at Penumbra is to provide comedic relief while Kendra A. sallies forth to kick some serious Internet ass.  Therefore, as you might expect, most of her stories approach serious subjects (such as an impending apocalypse or the day-to-day business of the White House) from a quirky angle, as well.

In real-life, Len is an Elementary Education major, having deviated from her life-long dream of being a marine biologist after discovering a deep and insurmountable fear of Groupers. She had thought, for about three semesters, that archaeology was her new calling. However, it quickly became apparent that there was no future in it. Len would also like to say that while her feet are really quite unattractive, she does have a cute nose. Anyway. In addition to compulsive reading and writing, her hobbies include hiking, song writing, house painting, mocking things, and drinking copious amounts of coffee.

She lives alone in New Mexico with her Betta fish, two aloes, and an unidentified leafy plant named Neville.
 
 

Kendra A is tallish and has large, if quite attractive, feet. Often she balances on them, particularly when she wants to go from one place to another. More often, she balances on her derriere. During these periods it is her usual practice to read (she has discovered a worrisome prelidiction for trashy fantasy novels and cheesy shoujo manga), write, or listen to music, most often her album-of-choice for the week, over and over again, obsessively.

Kendra prides herself on being tall, on having attractive feet, on being intelligent (it has taken several years for Kendra to convince herself that it is okay to acknowledge one's own intelligence, and has since made a point of congratulating herself on being an intellectual several times a week), and on her singing. Yes, Kendra sings. She spends a terrible amount of time doing it, actually. She's been in the same chorus for seven years and plans on crying like a baby when she graduates in 2005.

Kendra once tried to take a leaf from Len's book and drink coffee, but she only likes it when it's about half cream with at least four teaspoonfuls of sugar, and eventually Kendra decided this was wasteful and unhealthy (if admittedly delicious) and regressed to tea, which she has a cup of every night before bedtime. Kendra also has a tendency to babble, even when she's typing, evidenced here by the length of her self-description.

Kendra lives in New York City with her standard Poodle and her ego.